(2-in-1, together today and tomorrow)

A year and a half ago, in the year 528 of the Fire Calendar, Chino had completed the harvest of Awe.

From that moment on, the awe of the people was no longer important, and Chino left Dogullander, and spent the rest of his time with Ye Xiaochen looking for the missing Solandelle.

For Chino, Doguland is just a place to provide awe points, to use when you need it, and to leave when you don't.

But for Dogulander, for those people who have no productive capacity and are drunk and die all day long, Chino is the lord and the god, and his departure represents the collapse of the entire kingdom.

Under the Safeguard Act, the productive forces of all strata of society had long since dried up, and Doguland had been reduced to a bloated corpse.

Chino's departure means that no one will ever inject fresh blood into this corpse.

The supply of supplies is no longer indefinite, which means that the only stock left is the only hope of survival.

Conflict erupted in a very short period of time, people fought for the supplies in the warehouse, and the various forces fought each other, attacked each other, and fought each other, and the entire kingdom turned from a time of bliss to a time of chaos overnight.

During this period, the heroes rose together, the four sides were divided, and countless heroes appeared on the stage, and then ended in an instant, as if the dispute between the eight kings was staged again hundreds of years ago.

In the end, a transcendent family swept over the six provinces, controlled the lifeblood of resources in various places, and occupied the royal city, and the head of the family ascended to the throne, becoming a new generation of kings.

This king followed the example of the founder of the country, the "Ancient King" Dogulland I, restored the ancient ancestral system, and canonized the commons to the nobles of the four directions.

The aristocracy sat on the resources and fiefs granted by the king, hired the people who could not afford to eat, forced them to sign a deed of sale to work as slaves, and enjoyed the fruits of their own life, singing songs every night.

The greed of the rentier burned like a prairie fire that burned the entire kingdom.

The gold, silver, copper, and iron of the moon coins, the brand of slaves, the nobles and slave owners, the transcendent ones above the law. History is resurrecting so quickly.

In just a year and a half, Doguland has returned to the way it was, and what had been eliminated has reappeared, and the former Queen's New Deal seems to be just a flash in the pan.

Accompanied by Ye Xiaochen and Luo Qingfeng, Solandelle returned to the royal city where she had lived for 27 years.

When she saw the streets of the royal city, she had only one thought—it was exactly the same as she remembered from her childhood.

With a light snow in the sky and frost-white grounds, it's the end of the year market, the streets are more crowded than usual, and pedestrians rush past to welcome the first New Year after the rebirth of Dorkuland.

A cavalry squad approached from the end of the street, and the people on the road avoided it, looking at the signs on the cavalrymen's armour, and the words "Eric" were heard from time to time.

After the cavalry opened the way, a beautifully decorated carriage slowly drove by, and the people quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at them, as a sign of their humility.

The market was on foot, and horses were not allowed to enter, but the carriage, accompanied by cavalry, drove straight in, and the security soldiers stationed there did not stop it, but saluted the carriage.

The market was filled with the sounds of bargaining, and although the king rationed food for the people, it was only enough to "live" people.

If you want to have a full meal in the New Year, you have to sell the precious things that you once didn't want to sell.

A diminutive woman was standing on the street with what she was selling—two swaddling children.

"Gentlemen, let's take a look at my children, they are only half a year old, and they are very healthy! Whether it is to serve the master after raising it, or to use it as a soul slave, it will definitely satisfy the master! ”

The short woman's shouting brought the carriage to a halt, and a nobleman in the uniform of the Eric family stepped out of it, silently looking at the child in her arms.

The short woman looked terrified when she saw the logo on her uniform, and knelt directly on the ground: "Your lord, your arrival makes me feel like I am bathed in a spring breeze!" ”

She quickly lifted the swaddling clothes a little and showed the sleeping child to the nobleman: "My lord, you are a soul magician, right?" Come and see my kids! They will definitely be good soul slaves when they grow up! ”

The nobleman didn't speak, he directly stretched out his hand and released the faint power of soul exploration, and the energy swam on the child's face like a poisonous snake, checking his soul strength.

The child felt uncomfortable and began to cry in swaddling clothes, and the loud cry could be heard more than ten meters away.

Under the watchful gaze of the short woman, the nobleman nodded: "It is indeed a very strong soul, and it will become a good soul slave when it grows up." I'll ask for both, and I'll give you 100 copper moons. ”

The short woman hesitated for a moment, then smiled humbly: "Master, is 150 pieces okay?" Look at how strong they are."

The nobleman's eyes burned with anger, and he slapped the short woman in the face directly: "Untouchable, you dare to bargain with me?!" ”

The aristocracy was very powerful, and the face of the short woman was directly fanned open, gurgling and bleeding, and she knelt on the ground and couldn't stop trembling, so she resigned: "100.100 will do"

The nobleman threw down his money bag and asked his retinue to carry the two crying children, board the carriage and leave.

The short woman did not look at the carriage carrying her child away, but opened the money bag and muttered the number of copper moons, and at last her eyes were full of gloom, and she muttered, "There are more than a dozen missing."

She didn't even dare to shout it out loud, she only dared to say it to herself.

She put the purse in the deepest part of her clothes, and when she got up, she hurriedly didn't look at the road and bumped into the person next to her.

She looked up and saw the other man's azure eyes.

The short woman looked at these eyes, and suddenly felt a little familiar, and gradually fell into a stupor.

In the end, I don't know whether to apologize for her recklessness or remember something, she covered the bleeding wound on her face, muttered "I'm sorry", wiped her tears and buried her head away.

Solandale looked in the direction of the short woman's departure, and the figure quickly disappeared around the corner.

At this moment, a pair of aristocratic father and son appeared from the corner, the father looked to be in his early thirties, and the little boy should be only seven or eight years old.

As mentioned before, the bazaar is a pedestrian area, not every nobleman can be as domineering as the royal nobles, ordinary nobles are still law-abiding, such as the father and son.

The father walked behind, and the little boy rode something - this behavior was not against the law, because the walking area only said that horses could not be ridden, not "people".

I saw the little boy riding on the back of a scar-faced man, who was crawling with his hands on his knees and hands, carrying his master.

After the new king ascended the throne, almost all resources were allocated to the royal family and the newly canonized nobles, and the people at the bottom could only get a small part.

Some people can't adapt to the contrast between life before and after, so they will choose to sign a deed of sale with the nobles in order to seek better materials.

The scar-faced man was fortunate because he had a strong body, and the aristocratic palace gladly accepted him, and he usually ate and drank more than 90% of the commoners of Doguland.

The only small price to pay is to be a dog for the nobles, usually take care of the home, play with the young master, and let the young master ride on his back when he goes out.

The little boy rode on the back of the scar-faced man and ate snacks with relish, and he patted the back of the scar-faced man's head with his greasy hand: "Hurry up, Da Wang, mom said that she will cook the main dish herself tonight, let's hurry up and buy the ingredients back, otherwise she will be angry." ”

The scar-faced man turned his head and showed a flattering smile: "Young master, I'll run!" You sit tight! ”

"Be careful not to drop him, otherwise you will be punished in a cage and you will have no food for three days." The father walked behind, his tone understated.

The scar-faced man was genuinely afraid: "Yes, sir." ”

The little boy patted his head again: "I've told you several times, you are my dog, you can't say yes when you answer, you have to say Wang!" ”

"Wang!" The scar-faced man barked and jumped like a dog, causing the little boy on his back to laugh.

As the scar-faced man crawled forward, he met Solandale head-on, and he was stunned when his eyes met.

The Scarface Man's eyes were dull and gray, and memories of the past were destroying what little self-esteem he had left.

Eventually, he didn't have the courage to look directly into those blue eyes, lowered his head again, and hurried past Solandale.

In places like markets, in addition to all kinds of people, there are often homeless wild dogs trying to find something to eat from the things that humans have thrown behind.

A stray dog that had been foraging for food raised its head and ran to the scar-faced man.

Perhaps it had never seen such a strange-looking "kind", it did not dare to get too close, but it was annoyed by the other party's entry into its territory, and its throat kept making short, low barks.

The little boy was a little angry when he saw the wild dogs barking around beside him, jumped directly from the scar-faced man's back, and ordered angrily: "Da Wang, go!" Bite it! ”

The scar-faced man pounced on his hands and feet, scuffling with the frightened stray dog, and the two sides bit back and forth, and from time to time there were dog barking and painful wails, beating the ground with hair and dog hair.

In the end, the stray dog failed to defeat the scar-faced man, let out a sharp and rapid wail, and fled with his tail between his legs.

"Oh! Dawang is good! Go back and reward you with a leg of lamb! The little boy jumped and jumped, cheering and clapping.

The scar-faced man was fighting with the stray dog on the ground, his clothes had been bitten to tatters, and there was blood in many places, and the dirt on his face made it difficult to make out his true face, but he could still see the white teeth on his grin.

"Wang!" In response to the little master's praise, it was a dog's bark that sounded extremely standard.

As he wished, he really lived as a dog.

Actually, don't think there's anything wrong with being a dog.

In a world where the jungle is the strongest, dogs can eat meat at least occasionally.

And some people, let alone eating meat, are not even qualified to be eaten as meat.

In the corner of the bazaar sat an old man, really old, with gray hair, dull skin full of dark spots, and deep wrinkles as if cut by a knife.

Only one of his eyes was open, and the other was tightly closed and inverted, apparently a one-eyed disabled person.

The one-eyed old man hadn't eaten for an unknown amount of time, his body was so hungry that it was only skin and bones, like a skeleton, and the cloudy one-eyed one eye was staring at the food in the hands of passers-by.

If a person like the scar-faced man still has the advantage of age and body, he can sign a deed of sale and live a good life with the nobles.

Then people like the one-eyed old man are outcasts in the true sense of the word.

Throughout the Doglander era, no king's policy has been to protect the commoners who are unable to work, except during the Queen's New Deal.

Want to live? Quite simply, embody your worth and work hard.

No value? Can't do the job? Then please die for yourselves and don't take the resources of the kingdom.

The one-eyed old man is too old, he has no aristocratic background, no one will support him, and he doesn't have a strong body, and no one wants to sign a deed of sale.

But he still has the desire to live.

The end result is a desperate sitting on the streets, tormented by helplessness and hunger.

The one-eyed old man's gaze blankly scanned the crowd, and suddenly, she saw a figure.

Although the other party's appearance has changed slightly from the past, it still gradually matches the figure in his memory, and finally overlaps together.

The one-eyed old man stared at the former queen who had been spit on by him, tears welling up in his cloudy eyes, and he lifted his thin arm and opened his mouth almost with all his might.

He was so weak that he couldn't speak, but kept touching his mouth with his hand.

Solandale didn't understand what this meant at first, but then reacted.

He's saying—please give me a bite to eat."

In Solandale's eyes, this is obviously the royal city of the capital of a country, but it is like a reenactment of walking through Danyu City when he was 12 years old, and his eyes are full of devastation.

She walked to the corner of an alleyway, where sat a couple wrapped tightly in blankets, the blankets were large enough, but many of their body parts were exposed to the cold wind, and they shivered.

When Solandelle looked closer, she realized that the couple was still protecting a young girl in their arms, and they had put most of the blankets over their daughter just to give her more warmth.

At this time, Solandale saw the couple's bare wrist with a regular scar on it.

This scar has a very special meaning, which means that they were slaves in the old days, and they were branded as slaves.

Later, they were liberated under the Queen's New Deal, surgically removed their stigma, left scars, and regained their human dignity.

In those years, the Queen's New Deal reclaimed the land that had been canonized to the nobility, which was given the highest priority to the freed slaves so that they could live on their own.

But now, they are sleeping on the streets again, back to the miserable past, with nothing.

Solandelle crouched down in front of the couple, she gently held the woman's hand, her fingers stroking over the scar, and her voice trembled: "Where's your home?"

The couple didn't recognize Solandale, they looked at each other, and finally bowed their heads gloomily.

"This place has fallen, my lady, the transcendents have broken the Resistance's defenses, the nobles and slave owners have once again ridden on top of us, and everything has been taken from everyone"

The slaves who had been freed and the queen who had liberated them faced each other, staring at each other speechlessly, both shivering in the cold wind.

Ye Xiaochen sighed, walked over and gently put his hand on Solandelle's shoulder, and said, "It's time to go, he's waiting for you, the Ascending God Rank is ready for you." ”

(End of chapter)